A slave, not a fetishist (Testimony of Ivan)
A slave, not a fetishist (Testimony of Ivan). Today, I’d like to share with you Ivan’s testimony. This testimonial is about our second session. To make it easier to read and to help with referencing the article, I’ve added titles and transition words. The rest of the text is as it was sent to me. I hope you enjoy reading it 🤗
A Precise Search :
I’ve long fantasised about this Femme Fatale, divinely beautiful and diabolically cruel, who seduces, torments and finally murders her begging male victims for her own pleasure. So I thought I’d take the liberty of proposing this scenario bringing together two characters:
- He, a middle-aged man, rather common, with a fetish for smelly female feet, nylon tights and intimate perfumes. He has also recently developed a curiosity about chastity rings;
- She’s a refined, elegant and cultured young woman who occasionally, and discreetly, offers paid fetish and domination sessions.
Their second meeting is scheduled for a Friday at 8.30pm. He’s looking forward to seeing this fascinating woman with her intoxicating perfumes, whom he’d so much like to be able to seduce… She’s waiting for her prey, serene and already a little excited… She still doesn’t know, as she always does, exactly what will happen during this final session… At what point will that delicious moment come when, smiling, she tells this poor, incredulous fetish customer her true intention? How will she then manhandle him? Excite him? Bully him? Soothe him? Torture him? Break him? She doesn’t know yet. But she’s already excited by the certain and fatal outcome of this forthcoming encounter… She knows she’ll enjoy the indescribable sight of this man, in tears, suffocating with his head trapped between her thighs. With his mouth so close to the sex he’ll never kiss…
In reality, I’d never really role-played before, nor dared to share this fantasy with anyone. And yet I’d been obsessed with it for many years… When I read, in your letter, that you were willing to play this game that gave free rein to your imagination… And that the character I was offering you to play wasn’t one for you after all. Because this Femme Fatale represented you perfectly… A dream! My dream! My dream was about to come true!
Waiting… Emotions :
In fact, this session promised to be intense… Very intense indeed… I couldn’t stop thinking about it, with a rare excitement but also a real apprehension… Before our first meeting, I had described my BDSM journey to you. Among other things, my practices and my limits, but now I was giving you carte blanche and inviting you, as you wished, to rough me up… To torture me, to frighten me, to make me cry, to break me. The only limits were not to leave marks on my body that were too permanent or too visible. As well as respecting a colourful safeword:
Orange, you’re at the limit, but if it turns you on, you can continue, perhaps with less intensity
Red, “STOP, I really can’t take it any more, let’s move on to something else”.
Our first meeting and our correspondence inspired the greatest confidence in me, but what were you going to do to me in the heat of the moment? How intensely? I didn’t know…
Then, the two weeks leading up to our meeting were all dedicated to you… I couldn’t stop checking your website, watching your videos, watching every one of your tweets and every change to your Fetlife profile… So I’d go to sleep and wake up thinking about you and imagining our next meeting… I wasn’t good at anything else!
D-Day, The Session :
And the big day finally arrived!
At 8.30pm sharp, I rang your doorbell. Then I climbed the stairs where I’d imagined you posing… You opened the door, looking magnificent in your plain tights and that black dress you’d bought recently in Düsseldorf… I handed you my boarding tickets and a bottle of a nice white wine… Smiling, we shared a drink, then you guided me to your bathroom. Confident, serene and terribly excited, I prepared myself before coming to find you, naked and happy to surrender myself body and soul to your delicious perversity…
What followed was a whirlwind of emotions, sensations, pleasures, pains, fears and happiness! So many images run through my mind when I think back on that session! Your red and black pumps, your soft and silky tights, your heavy and cold chains, the intoxicating smell of your feet, your famous Kali teeth, your laughter, your “hummmm”, your penetrating gaze, your cleavage, the sound of your steps, the clacking of your whips, the warmth of my buttocks, the gentleness of your caresses, the intensity of your blows, your scalpel, your poppers, your cage, your ball gag, your spreader bar, your magnificent buttocks, your powerful thighs, your syringe, your sadism, your elegance and your benevolence! !!
Thank you, Mistress, for this wonderful time spent under your watchful eye!
A sensual, intense and cruel journey to the wonderland of Mistress Julia !!!
Can’t wait for the next boarding !!!
Testimony A slave, not a fetishist Submissive Ivan: Mistress’s Words :
The session with Ivan was a real moment of sharing and intensity… Guiding this journey towards letting go was an incredible moment full of colourful emotions! Hearing the whip slam against his body, imprisoning him with my chains that I’m so fond of… No matter what, before, during or after the session, it was a real pleasure 😊
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